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[fingersnapping]

[ Functioning. It applies to both his own body, and the communications device, but sadly not his powers. He'd worn himself out trying to zap himself back out of this miserable existence, and now Q was suffering--suffering from a bruised ego, a sore head, and - perhaps most unfairly - a grazed knee. Mortal, but not not Q. Trapped, but not wholly aware how. And the ticking of the clock is making his headache worse. A most disagreeable state of affairs. And now here's his face, at first much too close to the camera, and then withdrawn to a more reasonable distance, revealing Voyager era command red, and four pips at his collar. Not for a moment does his scowl subside. ]

Oh, I'm sure you think you're very clever. Do you have any idea who I am? You'd be well advised to send me back where I came from immediately. Otherwise--well, I can't be held responsible for what might happen. [ Not from him. Oh, no. But the Continuum might have something to say about it. Or his family. At least he hadn't actually fallen into the fountain. He'd come close, but with at least some small part of his once magnificent power available, he'd saved himself the splash at the last second. He leans back, inspects the fingernails of his left hand disinterestedly. ]

Well? Hurry up. I haven't got all day. I'm getting bored.


[ ooc: I'll tag this right up when I'm 100% sure what Q's tag is, thank you for bearing with me! ]

Comments

yup none of that in Poly. Janeway would end him.

[fingersnapping]

I understand.

[ And actually he did. Reference material of an entire universe. Maybe he didn't grasp the particular universal subtleties, but there were species who respected such things, imbued simple words with power that transformed the future of those things.

Voyager, for example. ]

Trouble and Mayhem sound like excellent names for cats. I've never named one myself, but I'd like to think I'd choose something similar.

we don't need little qs running around

[deadmanbusiness]

They're horrible names for cats. Especially teleporting ones. And really especially naming a kitten who can teleport and eat anything up to and including magic Mayhem. The amount of property damage that one does is ridiculous.

I'm afraid of what will happen when he grows up.

[He waves an annoyed hand and accidentally knocks the rat off his shoulder.]

But that is a problem to face when I'm at home.

I'm Theodred, by the way.

[It is unknown if Q has ever read the Lord of the Rings, or even cares about it, but Theo's name is directly taken from there.]

lies, little qs for everyone. that's a curse in of itself.

[fingersnapping]

[ It's a name. Names don't mean much to him; if they did, he would have been more inventive with his own. The kittens sound interesting though. ]

Q.

It is. Horrible horrible curse

[deadmanbusiness]

[Next fourth wall he can meet one. They like the City. It's fun and tasty!]

Like the letter?

[fingersnapping]

Which came first?

[deadmanbusiness]

On which world?

[fingersnapping]

On which world! What makes you think there was one?

[deadmanbusiness]

You're assuming that you exist in my world. You're wearing clothes that are similar to others that I've seen around here. None of their histories match up with my world's. So, I'm guessing that you might have influenced the creation of the letter Q in your world... but probably not in mine.

[fingersnapping]

Listen, you narrow minded child-creature, and listen well, because I don't make a habit of saying things twice:

The Q have always existed. We weren't born, we exist outside of time and space, outside of the binding laws of alternate histories. You may not know that we're there, but I assure you that we are.

On which world. As if I'd be confined to a single miserable planet.

[ Which he is, presently. But that's the heart of the problem--the choice of the word 'world' to describe alternate realities, nothing else. ]

[deadmanbusiness]

[His eyes narrow briefly, which Q can't tell because of his sunglasses, but he does.]

Narrow minded child-creature? You don't even know who I am. You claim to be a creature existing outside of time and space? Prove it.

[You have to forgive him. His wife visited for the fourth wall weekend and now she's gone again.]

[fingersnapping]

I'm not a trained seal. I don't perform on command.

[ Everyone is grumpy. That's just how most arguments start. ]

It's hardly my fault that you don't understand the difference between worlds and universes. I should have thought it would be obvious to anyone with an ounce of sense.

[deadmanbusiness]

I'm a necromancer not a ritual mage.

Alternate realities, universes, worlds that's ritual mage territory.

You're still not from my universe then. Or reality. Whatever you want to call it. I know those who were there from the beginning and they've never heard of you.